That protagonist is trash; I could do better!

Hall couldn't see Saber's expression from behind, but he could see her luscious earlobes.

buzz~

The motorcycle started up, roaring like a beast awakening from its slumber. Saber turned the handlebars, and suddenly a violent tug pulled the two of them apart. The motorcycle shot off like an arrow and disappeared into the castle's backyard in the blink of an eye.

There is a hidden road behind the castle leading to Tulipas, from which you can leave.

The scenery on both sides flashed by, to the point that it was impossible to see with the naked eye. Hall was secretly amazed by Saber's driving skills. Her speed was comparable to that of an airplane, yet she was able to nimbly drift through many mountain road bends.

It's even more thrilling than riding a roller coaster!

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As the sun sets, only a faint red glow appears on the horizon of the desolate highway, accompanied by the cries of unknown birds, and the world is about to be shrouded in darkness.

On a deserted highway, a silver-haired, golden-eyed woman looked up at the two Servants on the road sign and sneered disdainfully, "The Red Team's Caster and Rider, have they come to greet me so soon? I'm quite popular, aren't I?"

The blue-haired Caster, standing on the road sign, squinted at her and scoffed, "You're Ruler? You don't look like it at all."

Ruler chuckled softly: "Doesn't it look like it? Doesn't it look like it? Hehehehe, it really doesn't look like it, but what does it matter?"

Another Servant sat on a road sign, leaning on a long spear, looking down at Ruler with interest. He said, "It doesn't really matter. Whether it looks like him or not, you're going to leave today. But to deal with a mere Ruler, you actually sent three Servants. What's worse, I'm one of them. You've really been underestimated by your Master."

Caster warned, "Rider, it's best not to be careless. The opponent is no ordinary Servant, and their class is more advantageous to them."

Rider stood up, his tall frame radiating high fighting spirit, and said loudly, "It doesn't matter. If a warrior who can defeat me appears, I will be even happier. I've been sitting here waiting for so long, my body is almost rusty."

Ruler shrugged, his tone sharp and sarcastic: "Are all so-called heroes these mentally unstable guys? What a disappointment. Knowing I'm the Ruler who will decide this Holy Grail War, you still planned to attack me. You... are out."

With a sudden change in expression and tone, Ruler proclaimed loudly: "Come, shout in hell! Roar out all the joy of birth, the hatred of birth, and the despair of birth!"

"La Grondement Du Haine! [Roar! My wrath!]"

Boom!

Flames from hell shot into the sky, spreading up the road sign and turning it into molten iron in less than a second.

Chapter 168 I'm reporting him, he's cheating!

The motorcycle sped along the dark highway, its engine roaring, and in the blink of an eye, only the red taillights could be seen.

The concept of "Wind King Barrier" is incorporated into the motorcycle. When the barrier is deployed, it cuts through the air like a sharp sword, keeping all the gales out.

In less than ten minutes, Saber drove the motorcycle to a desolate highway hundreds of kilometers away.

Saber's handsome face lit up with a dashing smile: "This feels really good. Modern vehicles may not be alive, but they are much faster and more powerful. Master, shall we keep driving like this?"

"This highway is the main road to Tulipas and is also the route Ruler is most likely to take. Continue for another two hundred kilometers."

"clear."

Hall embraced Saber's slender waist, enjoying the thrill of speed. Suddenly, his expression changed slightly, and he leaned down to Saber's ear and whispered, "Speed ​​up. It's Berserker, about a kilometer behind us."

The wind elemental spirit relayed to Hall that the red team's Berserker Lancelot was rapidly approaching.

Why is Lancelot here? No, the Mage's Association already knew that the Yggdrasil Clan was lurking in the Clock Tower gathering intelligence. Therefore, the Yggdrasil Clan would inevitably learn of the attack on Ruler. So, it would be perfectly normal for them to send Servants to intercept him.

Unable to sense Berserker's presence, Saber trusted Hall implicitly and nodded solemnly: "Understood. Being intercepted by them means we haven't gone astray, so it's not a bad thing."

The Knight King's azure eyes gleamed, and the Dragon Heart, the core of his magical furnace, beat faster. The dragon factor in his blood propelled the flow of magic, releasing powerful magic that enveloped the entire motorcycle, causing a dramatic transformation in its structure.

The color changed from pitch black to silver-white, more armor appeared out of thin air, and the engine, enhanced by magic, unleashed several times its previous power, with blue high-temperature flames shooting out of the exhaust pipe.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The locomotive created hurricanes and produced deafening sonic booms wherever it went.

Saber, fully focused on driving the motorcycle, exclaimed in astonishment, "Impossible! Even the Lancer, known for its speed, couldn't keep up with our current speed."

Now, Saber could clearly sense the chaotic and violent aura emanating from not far behind her rapidly approaching.

Hall commanded in a deep voice, "Saber, you take charge of piloting. I'll deal with the Berserker."

"Please be careful with it."

Hall understood what was going on. Lancelot possessed A+ level agility, which was the limit that a Servant's stats could reach. Of course, even with A+ level stats, it was impossible to keep up with the speed of this motorcycle.

Unless, of course, the other party possesses a higher level of riding ability and is also driving a vehicle.

Lancelot, a Berserker-class warrior, naturally lacks the ability to ride, but he possesses a Noble Phantasm with a similar ability—[Knights Don't Die Bare].

"They've really got some skills, Magicians' Association. They've even learned to use technology." Hall stared intently at a black shadow flying in from the distant sky, which quickly transformed from the size of a basketball into a steel monster soaring through the air.

It was a modified Apache attack helicopter. Lancelot stood at the head of the helicopter, the whip of his armor piercing into the aircraft and continuously emitting a dark aura. The entire helicopter was covered in black and crimson cracks, becoming his Noble Phantasm.

Buzz buzz buzz~

The propellers spun at high speed, like the roar of a primordial beast.

Hall slapped his forehead. "I want to report this. Berserker is cheating."

"That's it!" Saber saw the armed helicopter behind her through the rearview mirror, and also saw Lancelot standing at the head of the helicopter, his whole body covered in black armor. He was shrouded in black aura, and there was no trace of the former Knight of the Lake.

Saber exclaimed in disbelief, "That's... Lord Lancelot!"

Almost simultaneously, Lancelot sensed Saber's gaze. The red seams of his helmet pointed at the speeding motorcycle, releasing a chaotic aura as he roared uncontrollably, "Arthur!!"

The anger and hatred in the voice assaulted Saber's mind. Gripping the motorcycle handlebars, her face darkened with a hint of guilt as she whispered, "Even if you've lost your mind, you still hate me this much, Lord Lancelot?"

Hall hugged Saber tightly from behind, comforting her, "Don't think about anything else. Now you are my servant."

"Feel sorry."

boom! boom! boom!

Instantly, the armed helicopter unleashed more than a dozen anti-tank missiles. Corrupted by Lancelot's abilities, each missile was a D-rank Noble Phantasm, and at the moment of explosion, it generated an output power no less than that of an A-rank Noble Phantasm.

This is no ordinary stone. Modern technology has been imbued with a mysterious concept, and the combination of the two has produced a complex chemical reaction. In terms of destructive power, this round of missiles is no less than the highest-level Noble Phantasm projection of Gilgamesh's [Gate of Babylon].

Hall dared not deploy his barrier to take the hit head-on.

Saber's intuition told her about the terrifying nature of anti-tank missiles. She twisted the throttle on the handlebars and shouted urgently, "Master, hold on tight!"

Thinking of a solution, Hall could only hold Saber tightly to avoid being thrown off by inertia.

The blue shadow on the ground sped by, while the black steel behemoth in the sky followed closely behind.

The motorcycle swerved left and right on the highway, but the anti-tank missiles seemed to be controlled by someone to change direction. One of them hit the Wind King Barrier protecting the motorcycle and exploded with a bang.

boom!

The black smoke was swept away by the gale, and the power of the explosion tore a hole in the Wind King's barrier. Gale-force winds surged into the barrier, making the motorcycle even more difficult to control.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Several more anti-tank missiles struck the ground, causing violent explosions. The flying sand and shockwaves weakened the power of the Wind King's barrier.

Seeing more missiles closing in, Hall barked, "Saber, keep the locomotive steady and go straight. Leave the rest to me!"

Hall turned to look at the missiles following behind him, his magical eyes glowing faintly as he activated his Noble Phantasm, "Knights Don't Die Bare-Handed," stripping them of their mystical concepts.

“Structural analysis”.

"break down."

“Concept stripping”.

"Smash it!"

呲味~

The red patterns on the black missile faded rapidly, and about one-tenth of Hall's magic power was drawn away.

All the corroded anti-tank missiles simultaneously shut down and fell to the ground.

The black steel behemoth kept parallel to the motorcycle, looking down at Saber from the sky, its furious, raging gaze never leaving her, roaring in fury: "Uaaaaaaaaa!!"

Chapter 169 Highway Encounter

After an ineffective attack, Lancelot roared in fury, and more whips from his armor pierced the armed helicopter. The Gatling gun mounted on the side swung its head, locked onto Hall and Saber on the ground, and rotated its barrel.

呲味味~

The sound of the gun barrel spinning at high speed was like the pronouncement of death; in the next second, thousands of Noble Phantasm bullets would be fired.

A strong sense of crisis overwhelmed Hall's thoughts, and his mind raced as he considered countermeasures. In less than a second, hundreds of solutions ran through his mind.

The defense was too passive, and there was an absolute gap in mobility between the two sides. Although Saber could use [Magic Release] to enhance the motorcycle, Lancelot could also use [Knights Don't Die Bare Hands] to turn an armed helicopter into a Noble Phantasm.

Moreover, Lancelot's offensive capabilities, now equipped with modern weaponry, are more than ten times stronger than when they first met.

The goal wasn't to fight Berserker; releasing the mad dogs to entangle them was exactly the effect the Red Master wanted.

The motorcycle roared past on the highway. Saber, sensing Hall's thoughts, whispered, "Master, I will find a way to deal with the Berserker's strong attack. You destroy the Berserker's vehicle."

"it is good."

Hall activated his Noble Phantasm, "Knights Never Die Barehanded," infusing the motorcycle with the concept of a Noble Phantasm and further enhancing its performance. He then swung his right hand horizontally, unleashing a five-layered elemental barrier to protect the motorcycle.

Bang~ Bang~ Bang~ Bang~ Bang~

In the sky, the Gatling gun, spinning faster and faster, spewed flames from its muzzle, and a metal frenzy engulfed the elemental barrier, instantly piercing through the Wind King's barrier.

Hall's arm lit up with light patterns, enhancing his magical output. Hundreds of bullets pierced the elemental barrier, creating ripples. The layers of the elemental barrier dimmed and cracked at a visible speed.

Saber maneuvers his motorcycle to accelerate and evade, avoiding the enemy's attack.

Gatling guns provided suppressive fire, while armed helicopters continued to launch powerful missiles from other directions, blocking the vehicle's escape routes.

Despite being a Berserker, his attacks, launched from armed helicopters, were just like his martial arts—a ferocious barrage that came wave after wave, giving no one a chance to breathe, yet without a single flaw to be found.

Hall's face flushed an unnatural red, a symptom of fever. A large amount of magic flowed into his head with his blood, into his magic eyes, strengthening his ability to "Knights Never Die Barehanded." All things in the universe appeared in Hall's magic eyes, as if he had entered the primordial world, seeing the structure of all things, sensing the flow of magic, and hearing the calls of whales.

"Master, are you alright?" Saber looked at Hall with concern through the rearview mirror, sensing that Hall's skin temperature had risen to an abnormal level.

"Fortunately, I'll handle the missiles."

"Master, we can see a forest ahead, which should buy us some time."

Hall remained silent, his demonic eyes suddenly flashing brightly. The [Knights Never Die Bare Hands] Noble Phantasm disrupted Lancelot's control, causing dozens of missiles following the motorcycle to lose their direction and plummet from the sky, exploding with a deafening roar.

The armed helicopter flew through the black smoke of the explosion, and the Gatling gun adjusted its direction, unleashing another round of metallic storm.

Saber maneuvered his motorcycle into the nearby woods, intending to use the obstacle to slow down the opponent's attack. Bullets blasted countless basketball-sized craters into the ground, and the motorcycle followed, smashing all the trees in a line.